Booker slapped Xue Gao's hand off and flew away from Xue Gao a lot. Xue Gao did not expect Booker's reaction.

However, the next second, Booker's voice rang out. The only difference was that there was no change in the surrounding environment. Xue Gao could not see any changes.

"After that, the sub-spirits were divided into living creatures, necromancers, human spirits, sub-spirits, and spiritual races, and the class became more and more obvious. The spiritual race gradually avoided the world and lived in its own small world. What was even more strange was that the number of semi-spirits decreased. The five major races that evolved from the sub-spirits each existed in their own realms and did not interfere with each other. Then various magics, runes, and spells evolved. However, there were fewer and fewer primitive things. The records of the three race periods seemed to be lost." Booker said with regret.

"Don't you even know?" Xue Gao felt a little regretful as soon as he said it. Didn't this sentence deliberately make Booker angry?

However, Booker was not angry, but instead spoke in an extremely plain tone: "I was not alive in that period, how could I know those things?"

Xue Gao was a little surprised by Booker's words.

Suddenly, the surroundings began to twist, and then there was an extremely huge change. Xue Gao looked at Booker in surprise, and Booker's face was also filled with a look of at a loss.

The distortion became more and more serious. The originally empty thing gradually seemed to be torn apart. Light came in, and the light filled the entire space, and Xue Gao also felt the fresh air.

Then the hole became bigger and bigger, the light became brighter, and the air became more and more vivid. At this time, Xue Gao felt that he was constantly falling and going down. The feeling of unreality and the emptiness of being at a height and not touching the bottom of the ground swept across Xue Gao's heart again.

Xue Gao stretched out his hand in fear, trying to catch something so as to stop himself from falling, even if he caught Booker! Even if he caught Booker and was beaten by Booker later! He didn't want to bear all this alone, and he didn't want to keep falling down by himself. If he enjoyed fear alone, the fear would gradually escalate.

But Xue Gao failed to catch Booker. Booker was not much better than Xue Gao. He couldn't fly out and kept falling down like Xue Gao.

Xue Gao saw Booker's small figure, and a pair of wings grew on his back. He was constantly stoking his two wings at this moment, trying to stop falling. His little face was full of fear, and the sweat of beans kept seeping down. But the point was that his actions did not play any role, and even invisibly added more burden to him. Because Booker's whereabouts were getting faster and faster, when he fell to Xue Gao, Xue Gao wanted to catch him, but unfortunately he didn't catch it, and then he fell under Xue Gao. Xue Gao still wanted to look back and see where he fell, but can you turn your head during the process of falling? Is it so flexible?

As soon as Xue Gao tried it, he felt that his neck was about to break.

The light around was getting stronger and stronger, and at this time the light had completely surrounded Xue Gao.

The next second, Xue Gao felt a sharp pain, the familiar pain, the familiar feeling. Xue Gao would not forget it, how could Xue Gao forget it? After all, Xue Gao was beaten several times, and he was beaten by the same person and in the same part.

Xue Gao suddenly woke up. After he opened his eyes, he saw the old man. The old man was holding the book Xue Gao was reading just now. It seemed that the old man should be hitting his head with the one.

"I didn't read a book well, so I was sleeping!" The old man said, while still beating Xue Gao with the book.

Then another voice sounded, and Xue Gao recognized the owner of the voice, and felt a sense of joy.

"Don't use books to hit people, you should take care of books." Booker flew to the old man at this time and stopped him with his small body.

The old man glanced at him and his tone became even worse. "Who asked you to come out, who asked you to come out, who asked you to tell him the stories in the book. A little bookworm is too self-righteous."

Booker was a little angry when he heard the old man's words, but he was abnormal and dared not speak anything.

Xue Gao looked at Booker's appearance, his small face was full of grievances. Booker wanted to cry very much, and your eyes were filled with tears, but no matter what, it did not fall.

Xue Gao stood up and thought to seek justice for Booker. Xue Gao pointed at the old man's nose and said, "You apologize to Booker! He is not a bookworm? He is the magic book elf Booker? He knows everything and knows everything. How can you say that to him and apologize to him?"

When the old man heard Xue Gao say this, he burst into laughter.

"You ask him yourself if he is a bookworm!"

Xue Gao looked at Booker, and the expression on Booker's face was obviously panicked. Why was he panicked? Is he not a magic book elf Booker? Why didn't he say a word, why did he look very scared? What was he afraid of? Xue Gao had many questions at once, but he couldn't get the answer.

Xue Gao stood there blankly, and he felt that he had done something stupid again. Did he think he was self-righteous and got some things wrong?

The old man looked at Xue Gao's appearance and said lightly: "You have many problems, let me tell you!"

In an instant, the old man turned into a young man. He threw the book in his hand gently and the book returned to his original position. Xue Gao looked at the old man blankly, looking in disbelief. Why did he become so young in this short period of time?

The young man ignored Xue Gao's appearance and said to himself: "I thought I had become an old man and someone would recognize my identity. It turned out that I still couldn't recognize it!" After saying that, the young man laughed a few times.

Xue Gao was still confused. What did this mean? Who is he? And what is he talking about?

"Then I will give you a brief introduction! I'm going to write a magic book elf - Maijike. All the books here are managed by me. Although I am not omniscient and omnipotent, I also know a little about the things in this world." After he finished speaking, he turned around and all the books on the ground returned to their original positions.
Chapter completed!